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But like there's just more and more
veterans now that are just finding that there is no purpose because
nobody's ever given us one. The only purpose I had was surviving,
and getting the hell out. And that's about all I can say unless
anyone wants to ask anything.
I just know that we learned somewhere along the line
that a dink was less than a person.
And these things go on.
They really happen.
Man, I can't talk. I can't tell you people
incidences, or whatever you want to hear. I'm just here because it
goes on and somebody's got to do something. Here I am.
I can't really say why we did it.
Maybe it's because we were taught to hate them.
I was told by my own lieutenant, well,
he saw me wearing one of these bracelets. He asked me why I was
wearing it. I said, "Well, a Vietnamese boy gave it to me."
I said it was a token of his friendship, really. He liked me, I
liked him, we gave each other gifts, I suppose.
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